Pain is all I felt after I got elbowed in the face during a wrestling match. My nose had broken pretty bad, but in hindsight, breaking my nose was lightwork compared to the surgery I had two years later.
By Merritt Hughes, Opinion Co-Editor
/ September 25, 2024
Journalists have always had a lot of influence when it comes to current events. Especially in this digital age of online journalism—aka X, previously Twitter—how a reporter frames a story is vital.
I left the college for a multitude of reasons, but the main one was the way the Emerson community handled the past year. Not the administration, the Emerson community.
By Hannah Nguyen, Editor-in-Chief
/ September 18, 2024
I spent almost every day during the final two weeks of last spring reporting on the Emerson encampment, from the moment tents were set up to when Boston police forcibly cleared it, and nearly every single event that unfolded in its aftermath.
By Emma Siebold, Beacon Correspondent
/ September 18, 2024
As Election Day approaches and the United States faces troubles both domestically and abroad, there’s no shortage of news. One of my favorite and most...
I am tired of listening to our political candidates talk about healing our nation, bringing the country back together again, and being a president for all Americans “regardless of political party.”
We write as a group of faculty and staff concerned about the tenor of Beacon opinion pieces in recent weeks. The regulations of specific time, place, and manner of demonstrations, for any cause, do not violate but actually support freedom of speech.
I was thrilled when I got accepted into Emerson’s journalism program in 2022. Now, entering my third year, I am filled with dread.
Emerson’s Instagram...
By Maddie Barron, Magazine Editor & Assistant Opinion Editor
/ August 28, 2024
The Emerson College we once knew is dead. It was dying long before April 25, but that morning was the coup de grâce. The atmosphere of the college is now almost unrecognizable.
I remember packing for Emerson this time last year, still riding the wave of excitement from my acceptance letter. Now, I pack with a pit in my stomach, preparing to face a place that bears little resemblance to the promises I pocketed on my campus tour.
By Meg Richards, Beacon Correspondent
/ July 25, 2024
I found out Joe Biden dropped out of the presidential race from a meme.
I was at the movie theater with my best friend, Camille, watching “Maxxxine”...
I was there when the Emerson College encampment started. After months of being ignored by the administration, the students finally found a way to be...
Content warning: this article contains bloody imagery.
I was in grade school when Yigal Amir, a Zionist who objected to the Oslo Accords, assassinated...
May Day marks the last day I will enter the classroom as a full-time teacher at Emerson. The part of teaching I will miss most is standing in front of...
